Letra da Música: The Hand That Used To Feed - Rialto

When you let them in your home, you were naked and
alone. They'd been carving your tombstone since they
first met you. It's not the years spent in the wings,
but it's the lies that really sting, but now with one
brief little fling the party's over.

It's so hard to understand in a field of also-rans
to be someone else that they no longer need, to be
smothered by the hand that used to feed.

One little slip was all it took, to put a bullet in
your foot. You didn't think to stop and look, but
now you're sober. In a single paragraph they turned
your life into a farce; when you saw the photographs,
the light was so cruel.

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When you let them in your home you were naked and
alone. They'd been carving your tombstone since they
first met you.

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